Chapter 7 Don't You Know Him?

  In front of Qingxin Pavilion, everyone held their breath, and all eyes were fixed on that long gun.

  The gun head's target was exactly the vital part under Zhao Zhuang's body. The accuracy was good, the force was not small, and the speed was not slow.

  Zhao Zhuang was greatly anxious in his heart, but unfortunately he was suspended in mid-air and had nowhere to hide.

  It's done!

  Han Wei smiled complacently, and just as his eyes were about to narrow into a line, he subconsciously blinked as if a strong gust of wind had blown past. When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that the trajectory of the flying spear had changed due to an arrow.

  Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and few people saw the process clearly. It wasn't until the long gun fell to the ground with a loud noise that everyone came back to their senses, took a closer look, and found an arrow stuck on the gun handle.

  Right after that, a mournful cry thoroughly shocked them out of their stunned state.

  Dodging the fatal blow, Zhao Zhuang's sword blade cut open a soldier's chest without hesitation. The splashing blood was followed by heart-wrenching pain, and the screams announced their defeat.

  Han Wei looked at the still trembling arrow feathers, and a strong sense of terror and anxiety surged up in his heart. Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man wearing armor standing on the wall, with many soldiers wrapped in red scarves climbing over the wall, apparently from the Imperial Guard.

  "Chu Zhao's assistant!" Han Wei's voice was trembling slightly, he was very clear that at this moment, the appearance of this person here meant something.

  Zhao Zhuang didn't know him, but seeing Han Wei's astonished expression, he guessed that the reinforcements must have arrived. After delaying for more than two hours, they finally held on until the clouds parted and the moon shone brightly.

  No, in an instant, the situation changed dramatically. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhuang saw torches being thrown onto the attic one after another.

  Han Wei is on fire!

  Now that Chu Zhaofu has arrived, it is no longer possible to capture Zhao Kuangyin's family alive, and perhaps it has already lost its significance.

  Revenge, the only thing that can be done is to vent revenge! The family died in the sea of fire, even if they ascended to the throne, Zhao Kuangyin could only become a tragic emperor.

  Of course, maybe it's just a narrow escape, but at least it can delay Chu Zhao Fu's footsteps and give himself time to escape.

  "Quickly save them, the Taifu's family is on the upper floor!" Seeing Han Wei escape, Zhao Zhen had no heart to pursue him. The lives of Zhao Kuangyin's family were what mattered most now. They were more valuable than ever.

  Chu Zhao Fu and the officers of the Imperial Guard who were rushing over also stopped in their tracks upon hearing the shouts, abandoning their pursuit of Han Wei as they turned around and rushed towards the pavilion.

  The wooden attic, dry in winter and untouched for a long time, was suddenly engulfed in high flames after being greeted by many torches.

  Zhao Cong rushed up at the first time, one sword cut open the rusty door lock, and rushed into the fire scene. Chu Zhao Fu also followed in a hurry.

  Thick smoke has spread out, sparks are popping up everywhere, and it's spreading rapidly.

  Zhao Yanran saw Chu Zhaofu and knew that the situation was under control, so she quickly told her family to cover their mouths and noses and hurry downstairs.

  Women and children are slow in action, and their vision is also affected by the thick smoke, so they naturally slowed down a lot.

  The wind helped the fire, and the dry wood ignited instantly. The entire attic was soon surrounded by a large fire.

  Chu Zhaofu and several imperial guards rushed up the stairs, supported the Zhao family members down the stairs, and quickly carried or hugged them to a safe area outside the pavilion.

  To take care of the half-grown Zhao Kuangyi and Zhao Dezhao, Mrs. Wang walked at the back. When she went downstairs, the fire was already very big, and Mrs. Wang could not help but feel a little anxious.

  In the flurry, a careless move caused her to step on her skirt hem and tumble down. Chu Zhao Fu was quick-witted and rushed forward with swift steps, supporting Wang Shi who had fallen, but he watched helplessly as the young Zhao De Fang flew out of his arms.

  In that direction, the lower floor of the attic has become a sea of fire, with thick smoke billowing and fierce flames raging, scorching heat pressing in.

  "De Fang!"

  The Zhao family members who witnessed this scene screamed and were terrified to the extreme. Especially Wang Shi, her eyes widened, pupils rapidly enlarged, wailing as she tried to rush over, but was held back by Chu Zhao's firm grip. Watching her own son fall into the sea of flames, Wang Shi's heart shattered, almost fainting.

  Time seemed to freeze in this second, everyone's heart was raised to their throat, and some people even closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight of this tragic scene.

  After a moment, Zhao Defang's crying voice still echoed in the attic. Wang opened her eyes and saw a big hand grasping the baby's swaddle at the most critical moment. On top of the big hand, a round bald head reflected the firelight, surprisingly it was Zhao Zhuo, who was hanging upside down in mid-air.

  "What's wrong? Come and help quickly, can't hold on any longer!"

  Everyone was stunned, and it wasn't until Zhao Zhuang shouted loudly that they came back to their senses. Chu Zhao Fu rushed up immediately and pulled Zhao Zhuang up. He then jumped down, and by the time he landed, the flames had already engulfed the stairs in an instant. Several people hastily rushed out of the door, and the attic was soon completely consumed by the flames.

  Less than a year old, Zhao Defang didn't know he had just gone through life and death, being held in Zhao Zhuo's arms, stopped crying and instead giggled, as if thinking it was very fun!

  Wang's wife went mad and rushed up, tightly hugging her beloved son in her arms, overjoyed to tears.

  Mrs. Zhao's unsettled mind was finally at ease after seeing that her beloved grandson was unharmed, the previous scene had been too perilous.

  "Are Tong Chen and Kuang Yin doing well?" The safety of her son was what Old Lady Zhao worried about the most.

  Chu Zhao Fu, courtesy name Gong Chen.

  "After returning, the generals at Chenqiao Station jointly supported the Grand Commander to ascend to the throne. At this moment, the great army has already entered the city." After a brief report, Chu Zhaofu led a group of palace guards to kneel down and pay their respects.

  It was at this moment that the Qingxin Hall in the raging fire suddenly collapsed, and a dynasty came to an end!

  ……

  Back to Tian Wang Dian, the vast ocean has turned into mulberry fields.

  The monks of Dingli Temple regained their senses, and it turned out that General Zhao had indeed rebelled. However, judging from the situation, it seemed that he had succeeded. The monks were not surprised at all; in the past few decades, five dynasties had risen and fallen one after another, with emperors coming and going like a revolving lantern. Now, with another change of dynasty, it was nothing unusual.

  The monks were more astonished, looking at Zhao Zhuang. The performance of the colorless monk today was really amazing, making people marvel. It's no longer the dull and stupid melon of the past, it seems that a magical change has taken place in his body, the monks can't understand, but they know that the colorless monk has made great progress this time.

  As expected, the future empress Wang Shi walked over with Zhao Defang in her arms and said warmly: "Thank you, little master, for saving our lives. If it weren't for you today, Defang would have..."

  "The prince is noble and has the blessing of Buddha, madam, you're too kind!" Zhao Zhen humbly presented his flattering words.

  The Empress Dowager stretched out her hand and hugged her beloved grandson in her arms, smiling: "Great difficulties do not die, must have good fortune later, our family's De Fang is blessed with good fortune."

  "That's natural!" Zhao Zhuang muttered to himself, The prince is naturally blessed, only...

  "Little Master, thank you so much today! Not just for saving De Fang, but also for saving our entire family!" Having narrowly escaped death, Empress Du sincerely expressed her gratitude to the one who had saved their lives.

  Zhao Cong smiled and said: "It's not that, it's just that you all have a deep blessing from heaven, and are protected by the heavens. I'm just following the will of heaven!"

  Following Heaven's will, these words are probably what Empress Dou loves to hear most at this moment.

  "Little Master, you are also the lifesaver of my old Chu, thank you so much!" Chu Zhao Fu didn't know what was going on, but seeing the Empress Dowager and the future Empress being so polite, he roughly understood the situation and stepped forward to express his gratitude.

  He was ordered to enter the city to protect the emperor's family, and first went to the Taiwei Mansion, but ultimately slowed down a step. Hearing that Han Wei had already arrived, he was almost frightened out of his wits.

  Fortunately, the family members were not in the mansion, but in Dingli Temple. However, Han Wei was always one step ahead, and Chu Zhao rushed over hastily, his mood unusually heavy, as if tragedy could already be foreseen.

  If anything happens to Zhao's family, he will have no face to see the official Zhao Kuangyin. He can only die to apologize for his crime.

  But unexpectedly, a little monk held up Han Wei for more than two hours, and managed to hold on until Chu Zhao arrived. It can be said that it was indeed a lifesaving favor.

  Zhao Cong smiled and said, "No, it's I who should thank the general for saving my life." If not for Chu Zhao's timely shot with his bow, that one spear thrust would have been fatal.

  "Little Master is being polite, it's only right..."

  At that moment when Chu Zhaofu was smiling and chatting with the guests, Zhao Yanran suddenly came up to him, frowning and asking: "General Chu, don't you recognize him?"